interview with the cops

Elle's POV

if you're reading this, you know something's went wrong, but i'm Elle, pronounced as 'L'. weird right?

i'm guessing you want the story? well, it all started with the interview with the cops.

(flashback number 1)

"so miss Roberts, do you know why you're being held in police custody?" officer green asked smugly.

i was slouched in my seat with my feet rested on the table, arms crossed

"well i don't really, ive not really broken the law soooooo" i said rolling my eyes.

"miss, your boyfriend Nick Shallows went missing 2 weeks ago and from what we can gather as evidence, you've known him for a good three months and been dating for 2. it's most likely you know more about it than any other human being"

he now said arms on the table leaning, what does this bitch want from me?

"i hardly know anything about his disappearance, i only know what you know" i said standing up ready to leave

"if you want to stay here in florida miss, i suggest you tell me what you do know" he threatened me, i don't want to go back home, never.

i sat down and he took a pen to the pad and started to write.

"it all started one morning...."

(flashback 2)

i'm going to be late for the start of class fuck sake Elle you shouldn't of been watching game shows until 11 last night!

i was rushing round the corner when i barged shoulders with someone much taller and my books fell out my arms

they fell to the floor and i quickly followed them to pick them up. so did the opponent.

"here's your last one" they said handing me it, i didn't bother to look at them, as i stood up.

i mumbled a 'thanks'

"aren't ya gonna give me some eye contact or you gonna be an awkward gal?" he said with a bit of funniness laced in his tone.

i was now in panic mode, i turned round and walked very fast towards class.

i heard him shout 'i'll see you around then buttons'

buttons? why on earth would he call me buttons?

i finally arrived at my designated destination and i twisted the door knob and the old oak door squeaked and all eyes were set on me.

great.

i apologised in a low tone and kept my head low, not giving a single soul eye contact.

i sat at the desk in the back corner with one empty seat. with one student missing.

that student came in late, a few minutes after me, i didn't bother to look up, they sat across the room from me.

i felt their stare.

the next 45 minutes are going to deadly, and not the great deadly.

the type of deadly where you just wan to bang your head on the table multiple times until you're passed out.

////bell rings\\\\

i quickly pack my books away and make my way to PE.

the only class i have with my best friend, Janie.

she's like super cool, but then she has to be if she's my best friend?

i meet up with her walking to the changing rooms, we get the the PE department where Mr White informs us the boys class will be mixing with us today.

all the girls squeal in excitement where i couldn't give two fucks.

boys are assholes. motherfucking assholes.

i just wanna get through the day...

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